I wrote this poem in 2009. I remember well our storm cellar. the door wasn’t too secure. I remember my father lifting me gentle from my bed wrapped in a blanket as he carried me to the storm cellar and went back for my brother. Mom would go into the cellar. Then my father would sit down on the lower step and with all his massive strength he would hold tight the door of the cellar. As the lightning would flash I would see the shadow of his body there. I knew I was safe and I would doze back off to sleep. My journey here on earth has brought many storms; yet, my heavenly Father carries me to safety and holds the door shut until the storm passes. I have been so blessed, so protected and so loved. My earthly Father went on ahead to be with my heavenly Father; yet, I will never forget all that he taught me.
Safe Throughout the Storm
By Effie Darlene Barba
The storm was raging in the night
Our house in certain peril
The lightening flash, the only light
To break the darkest hour
The thunder roar enlarged the fear
The pelting rain and hail
Twas certain now, tornado near
No where were we to run
I felt the arms that held me tight
They carried me to shelter
I felt the strength, the love, the might
My father’s arms could give me
His shadow there, the door secure
Though raging winds pulled hard
He did not budge, His mission pure
To keep his children safe
Chorus:
There is safety in his arms
Those arms that hold me tight
So filled with love, so free from harms
It is his love, his gracious love
That keeps me safe throughout the storm
The storm was raging in my life
And darkness filled my heart
My hope was gone, my world was strife
Nowhere to run, depart
I had no strength to stand against
This whirlwind spiraling down
This heart of mine ripped ‘way each fence
I knew I neared to drown
And then I felt the arms of love
En wrap me with His self
I could not feel the winds above
While sheltered in His arms
To think that God would love me so
To cry with me each tear
From there His throne to reach below
And hold me oh so dear
Chorus:
There is safety in His arms
Those arms that hold me tight
So filled with love, so free from harms
It is His love, his gracious love
That keeps me safe throughout the storm
© 2009 Effie Darlene Barba
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